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I nodded, because I wanted to be his good girl.
One of his hands wrapped over my mouth as he added another finger, slowly plunging them in and out of my wet entrance.
“Fuck, look how good you’re taking my fingers,” he muttered almost mindlessly as he crooked his fingers inside of me. “I wish I could put my mouth on that pretty cunt of yours, baby.”
I whimpered. I wanted that too. But I couldn’t tell him as much, given that his hand was keeping me from letting out a ridiculously loud moan.
“I need you in my bed next time. Fuck.”
Yes. Yes, a bed would be good. Much better than a stuffy closet.
Cam pressed the heel of his palm against my clit, and it only took a few more strokes with the added pressure before I wascoming, and I bit down on his hand to stop from screaming his name.
I slumped against him as relief spread throughout my whole body.
“Feeling better?” He chuckled.
I nodded against the fabric of his jacket, wordless.
It wasn’t enough, though. It would never be enough with him, not when I knew what it felt like when he filled me, so completely, reaching places in my body that no one had before, that even in all of my self-discovery I’d never even found.
Pulling his fingers out of me, the lewd wet sounds somehow louder in the small space. He brought those fingers up to my mouth, rubbing them over my lips.
“Taste yourself,” Cam breathed, his eyes focused on my face as he slid those two fingers inside, letting me suck off my release from his skin.
God, that shouldn’t have been so hot. It was erotic and ridiculous, tasting myself on his skin, as he watched me with a reverent breath.
It was that thought that had me moving as soon as he pulled his hand away. Before he could seal his lips against mine once more, I pulled away.
“I want you,” I said, scrambling to unzip his dress pants. It had been so long since I’d had him inside of me, and that was a damn shame. Why hadn’t I spent the last month doing this? Why hadn’t I spent every night in his bed?
“Ella.” His voice was rough, commanding. “Stop.”
“Why?” I whined, a squirming, needy mess. The proof of that was all over his fingers, and I needed more.
He shook his head. “We can’t.” Even with the dark lighting, I thought I could make out a look of disappointment on his face. “I don’t… have anything.”
Right, condoms. How did we keep ending up in these situations? I knew it wasn’t smart, that what I was offering to him was irresponsible and incredibly risky, but I didn’t care.
“I’m on birth control.”
Cameron’s eyes connected with mine, and I watched as his gaze dropped to my lips, then back up.
At that moment, I wanted him to kiss me. Practicallyneededit.
My eyes fluttered shut, and I waited for the soft press of his lips on mine—but it didn’t come.
I was a second away from begging when he spoke. “Ella.” My name was barely a murmur as his hand moved to cup my jaw. He tilted up my chin, forcing our gazes together even in that dark closet. “As much as I want to be inside of you bare, and fuck, I do… We shouldn’t.”
“Oh.” I stepped back, rejection stinging at my eyes.Why was I so stupid?He wanted me, but not like that.
Cam’s face had morphed into a strange expression—one I thought looked a lot like longing, though I didn’t know quite how to place it at the time—when I reopened them.
“What?” I frowned. “You’re the one who just rejected me.”
“Do you regret it?” His swallow was rough. “Me.”
“No.” I shook my head. It had been incredible. How could I regret the way his body could make mine practicallysing? “How could I?” I always wanted him. Leaning up on my toes, I pressed a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth as if in demonstration. “I told you I want you.” My hand pressed against the bulge of his slacks, finding the outline of his erection. Despite his body’s response, he was pushing me away. I didn’t know why.
